Post by Leon Roberts on Jul 10, 2013 19:23:43 GMT -4
~Leon's POV~
The smell of burning candles had filed the air, as the only light I could see was that of candlelight. It has been a good while since I've gone out of my way to do something like this. Fully decked out in black druid robes, metallic skull rings, and a pentagram necklace. I had just finished up sewing up a voodoo doll.
Indeed, it has been a while since I properly practised the true satanic arts, including Voodoo. Most of the time, it's my hellacious rage and bloodlust, fueled by the chaos of the world, burning the hellfire that resides in my blackened soul, that wrecks everything in my path. But because of one man, not only are good plans laid to waste, I could have been taken down by his actions.
Jake Titan. He decided to whine and bitch about everything. I knew this was going to happen. He felt that he was owed something. Because of that, I knew he was going to whine like a little bitch about everything. I carried him, and all the thanks I get is a wasted effort and some of my ambitions, have flown out the door.
All the torturous shit I put him through, were just to fuel him. To get him to pay up for the debt he owed my family, and to unleash what I thought was a ruthless warrior, to maim and kill anyone in his path. But his supposed 'thug life' made him like most of the other black thugs. Pussies in the end. Didn't truly harden him. Made him cocky.
So he got himself fired. Now that I do think about it, good riddance. If he had given our team, just one more loss, he would have been murdered in that ring, by my hand. Still, we could have gotten the tag titles, like we were originally supposed to, but he fucked me over on that, and I will not allow that deed to go unpunished.
As I muse on these thoughts, while drinking some blood red wine, straight out of the bottle, I hear the door open up. I turn towards who opened it, and came down. I smiled. It was a blond woman. Normally I would want to do many nasty things to a woman, but this one, I could never. It would be incest. This woman, was my baby sister, Lacey Roberts.
Leon: So, did you finally get it?
Lacey: I did. Had to suck his fucken dick to do it, so you're fucken welcome.
Leon: I never said you had to suck Titan's dick. Would rather you didn't actually. No wonder it took you a bit longer then I thought.
Lacey handed my a single vial, and it was full of hair. Judging by how curly it was, I'm going to assume it was crotch hair. Probably the only place the guy had any. Still, such a disgusting thought when it all came down to it.
Lacey: Well it was seriously the only way. I did managed to kick him in the balls for some gratification. He was mad when I told him that I used him.
Leon: Hmph. Like we should care about what he thinks.
Lacey: Yeah. Oh, and before anything else, it wasn't sucking him off that caused me to be so damn late. It was the fact I went through two big bottles of mouthwash just to get his stench out of my mouth.
Ha! Can't blame my sister for that. She might only be twenty one, but she's almost as good as I am. Not a hellion like myself, but I'm certain that nobody could keep up with her.
However, I didn't respond to what she said, as I was to busy mumbling out the ritual to link Titan's soul to his voodoo doll.
Lacey: ARE YOU EVEN FUCKEN LISTENING TO ME?!
I turned around, and glared at her. Lacey backed away a bit when she saw how serious I was. But I had completed my mission with the doll, and was ready to begin the torture.
Leon: Be glad that I was able to finish this quickly. I do not like to be interrupted.
Lacey: Did you at least hear what I said?
Leon: I did. You went through a lot of mouthwash. I cannot blame you for that. Although, I thought you were a swallower.
Lacey: Piss off Leon.
Leon: Heh. Now, for some fun.
Lacey: Hold on a second.
I picked up my needles and darts from my desk. I held onto them in one hand, as Lacey got her cell phone out. She then showed me a video of Titan, in a fucken banana hammock, just listening to music.
Leon: The hell is this?
Lacey: A spy cam. So we can see it for ourselves.
Leon: Have I ever told you how proud I am of you?
Lacey: Not enough. But first, before we get to this douchebag, aren't you wrestling again this week?
Leon: I am. And it seems like the pussy above is trying to prevent me from dong what I want to do.
Lacey: I wouldn't tell that to her face.
Leon: What? You mean Demonica? Naw. She might have the best, but she isn't one at all. Seriously...look who she has to deal with, along with four brats.
Lacey: Yeah. That takes balls, even if the person doesn't physically have a pair. As for the pussy upstairs, I assume it's the guy who, as you have said a lot of time before...'lazy ass who fearful idiots worship'?
Leon: Exactly. It seems that what I am going to do to those two women, even he's crying about it. So much so, that it's flooded a bit of Toronto. Or maybe it really is just the weather, but I'd like to think I've made him cry in fear for them. Doubt it though. He doesn't really care at all in the end, which is why I am able to do what I do.
Lacey: Indeed. We'll get back to them later though.
I smirked at that notion. Lacey put her cellphone down onto the table. I then looked at my dart board. A perfect way to truly have fun while causing pain and misery. I pushed One needle out, and jammed it up the doll's ass, and I could hear Titan screaming about how his ass hurt.
Lacey: OOOH that was a good one.
Leon: I know. Want to set him up?
Lacey: Sure.
I handed Lacey the doll. She walked over to the board, all while squeezing and turning Titan's head. I saw Titan complaining about it. It sounded like music to my ears. I then saw him get stretched out, before cursing about how bad his hands and feet felt.
Lacey: All set up now.
Leon: Good. Now, let's play a game. Let's see how badly we can torture him. Aim away from his heart. The one who makes him cry, can finish him off.
Lacey sighed at that, before giving a very brief chuckle. As much as she would try to deny it, she does love this stuff as well. Though not quite as much as me.
Lacey: The things you get me to do. Alright, so is there any bets?
Leon: Is that such a wise idea, to bet against me?
Lacey snarled, and threw the first dart. It landed right at his left foot. From what I saw, he began to do a one legged dance while holding his foot. I smirked. Lacey knew it was wise to not bet against me. This was just for fun in the end.
Lacey: So about your match. It's against two women, correct?
Lacey handed me a dart. I flung it, and it landed right in his crotch. He was now screaming like a bitch. Lacey picked one up, and hit his lung.
Leon: Indeed. And for me, this means that those fans might just be treated to some free four way porn.
Lacey: Four way?
Leon: What? Did you think I would exclude Demonica from the fun? Hell no. I'll have them all pinned down and obeying my every whim in that ring. Even if one of them is an STD infested ho.
I grabbed another dart, and it went through his left eye. Lacey matched up, while giving me a dirty face. I would have thought by now she would have been used to me talking and performing the actions of what could very well be my favorite sin. Lust.
Lacey: You're a fucken pig Leon.
Leon: Tell me something I don't already know. Now throw!
Lacey almost growled at me. She always did hate it when people demanded shit from her. But this one, she was more then willing to comply. She hit the doll in the other eye. I then followed up by one in the neck. Then, I heard him whining and bitching, like he is good at doing, for the shit to stop, even starting to beg for mercy.
Leon: Looks like I win. Aren't you going to go back to his place?
Lacey: What for?
Leon: Oh it's simple. You see, if you go back there now, you can accurately call the ambulance when he has his heart attack. I'm having far to much fun to just kill him off now. So he'll be my new...anger squishy, after I shove this dagger into his heart.
Lacey: Do it yourself!
Leon: I'm not asking you to do it Lacey. I'm telling you to do this. It looks far less suspicious, because if people are smart, they'll figure it out that I wanted to kill him if I went there. Besides, it wouldn't really hurt you to much to do it, now would it?
With that, I grabbed Lacey's left shoulder, and squeezed down hard. Her eyes bulged out in pain, as she crumbled down. It wasn't that my grip was strong, which of course, it was, but I had put a serious amount of pressure onto her bad shoulder. She had injured it about six or so months ago, and while she has regained function, and could almost use it to the full extent, it still wasn't fully healed.
Lacey: Fine. Just...let go!
Leon: Good. Oh and just to make sure...
As Lacey grabbed her cellphone, she saw the evil smirk I had on my face. She tried to back away, but I grabbed a small lock of her hair, and cut it with a dagger I had taken out to use.
Leon: A little bit of insurance. Get there soon. Fuck the weather.
Lacey: Fine.
With that, Lacey up and left. I smirked as she closed the door behind her. I looked at Titan, and removed the dark that was in his crotch. I then flicked it a few times. I can easily imagine the pained look on his face. But alas, that is not the only thing that is to be done here.
With my black candles burning still, the mood was perfect. Ominous light, all just for what I needed, to give the APW universe, my words of truth. And thus, after I grab my bottle of wine and take another swig, I head over to my bone made throne. My camcorder was already set up. All I had to do now, was hit record. Once I did that, then I sat down. I looked at the camcorder, with my hood covering a bit of my face.
Leon: Change is indeed coming about here in Action Packed wrestling. Meltdown is obsolete, and ultimately, the Natural Born Killaz are at the moment, no more. If I do bring that name back, it will be with others, who are more like me, and can actually live up to my expectations. Unlike the couple of douchebag whiners who thought they were the shit. One's being dealt with, in a very painful matter. Jennings will get his just dues. Though admittedly, It was good to see him being a puppet. Afterall, I did keep him hyped up on how foolish he thought everyone was. But he failed in a giant opportunity, and it doesn't look like he'll be getting another chance at that same glory. So for now, I care not to deal with that fool.
But what does that have to do with change? Well without anyone to carry, I feel a bit more free. A bit more loose. See before I had to lower myself down to make sure that my followers could keep up. Not anymore. Now, the real fun begins.
And to be honest, what better way to do so, then to go up against two well seasoned ladies. Both in and out of the ring I might add. I am of course, talking about Niobe Martin and Amy Zing.
Both of these ladies have proven themselves to be hardcore. Amy, with her never say die attitude, and Niobe, with her infamous porno career. Well, from what I hear anyways. Either way, I know both women can take a beating, and keep on ticking.
However, that doesn't mean a fucken thing in the end. As tough as these women are, can they handle me? Can they handle the true Natural Born Killa? Can they handle Hell's General? We'll have to see about that.
But I can't help but think about why I have this match. Is it punishment due to my association with Titan, or because everyone else is truly afraid of what is now, an unshackled Virus? I don't know, but if the latter is the reason why this match is happening, maybe management is smart, because they know my lust for blood, violence, and women, know no bounds. And the two women involved, well they certainly do get a rather, blood pumping reaction out of me, whether they like it or not.
The first of which, is the 'Hong Kong Sensation' Amy Zing. If I could respect a woman, especially one who does stick to their goals, this would be her. Somebody who is living their dream. But what good is that if they can't find success in it. The closest thing she's gotten to success, was an eight person, North American title, ladder match, as Rasslemania. Granted, it was one of he better matches, and she certainly showed she can go, but has it amounted to anything yet?
From what I can recall besides that, the most notorious thing she's done in wrestling, is irrelevant now. She got herself fired from Meltdown because the main bitch in charge of that show felt threatened by Zing. I can see why, though I'm certain that Sierra Harrison was glad to get me off her show, for the one and only fact, that I have the dark goddess herself, Demonica, as my wife. But that's beside the point.
I will say this though. You have beaten Michael Jennings, and did so recently. But all that has proven to me, is once again, not a fucken relevant thing. See, the only thing Jennings has been good at lately is PMSing worse then a bitch in heat. Like I said, doesn't mean much at all.
But there are quite a few things that you and I, miss Zing, can agree on. In that ring, only those who have what it takes, and never truly gives up, is what gets it done. I expect you to live up to your words, and attempt to take me down, because it is the only thing that you can do, in order to escape unharmed.
What I mean by that, is far worse then anything you can imagine. If you can't take me down, you will be broken. All your training, your discipline, cannot withstand every fucken thing I am capable of. And I am capable of doing just about anything imaginable. Trust me when I say this, for a long time, I have indeed, been wanting to do very bad things with you, especially after seeing the issue of playboy, where you were the cover girl.
In fact, I'll bet you get that a lot, and I know I've said it a billion times against other female opponents. Here's the thing though. Those who have claimed it before you, they still have a sense of morality. I have since ditched that, because morality is but an illusion in this world. So with that said, there is a very good chance, that upon showing you that I am the ultimate weapon of mass destruction, you won't be able to stop your transformation, from playboy cover girl, to live action porn star. As stereotypical as it is, there is a big market for Asian pornography, and you're gonna be added to it, like it or not!
Indeed there is a market for her. I can't help but chuckle at that. Though there is a familiar face in this match, and it almost sickens me. For it was indeed Niobe Martin. Almost as nerve grating as her boy toy is. However, I can't help but smirk at the fact that the result will most likely be the same. Her losing against me.
But before I continue, I took a giant swig from my wine bottle effectively finishing it off. I chucked it behind me, and it hit the wall, shattering upon impact.
Leon: But Of course, I can't forget about my other opponent. Much like Zing, I have only faced Niobe in tag action. In fact, wasn't it I, who pinned you, after feeling you up while I had you raised over my head, before driving you straight to hell with the Hellbound Chokeslam? That is exactly what happened.
Now I admit Niobe, I had some rather harsh words against you. I essentially called you an STD infested whore, only for the fact, you lowered yourself to sleeping with that scuzzwad, Tommy Knoxville. Don't try to correct me on that, and on the fact that nobody is gonna call him Knox, ever.
Has my stance on that really changed on that? Not really. You still are at that lowered level. The only thing you're doing to yourself, is holding yourself back by fucking him. Everyone else who has been associated with him has failed until they broke away. Ask Buckson Gooch, he's a damn good example.
Such a shame to. You were loved by the fans, and you were gaining steam. Now, you've shown that, while talented, you're merely wasting your potential. It's not like you can claim anything relevant from your past experiences in other places, like I can. Then again, I think that is your problem. You're naive. You don't fully know what's best, or what's going to fuck you over. Needless to say, it's time you woke up from your own nightmare, and went off on your own again. Only then, will you have anyone's respect.
I look forward to seeing what you can do about it. Will you come to the ring, seeking my blood, or will you take my advice? Either way, the results will be good for me. Because much like Zing's ring attitude, your rage, as strong as it can get, will not hold up against me. In fact, if anything, it will turn me on further, and it will only make me want to treat you the way you deserve to be treated. Like a badly beaten, bloodied, and broken, STD infest two cent whore! I'll still fuck you, I just won't be as nice about it as I would to be Zing, or especially Demonica.
I begin to laugh like a psychopath would. I could feel my excitement going beyond what I thought was it's biggest. Slowly, I begin to rise up from my throne, grabbing my dagger, and holstering it on my belt. Once I did that, I looked back at the camera, with just one last thing to say.
Leon: So what can the two of you do, to try to overcome me? I would indeed like to see you try, but you likely won't succeed. If you do, it will be based on one of you pinning the other. But know this girls. Whether or not I get around to making that live porno with the two of you, with Demonica included, the message will be the same. I am unshackled. I am something that can't be ignored. I am...THE VIRUS!
Breathe if you can. Surrender if you will. And ultimately, survive...If I let you!
With that last thing said, I chuckle once again, as I moved up closer, to end the recording. At that moment, I heard my cellphone ring. I checked it, and it was just Lacey telling me that she had arrived. So I went back to the doll, and removed it from the dart board, all needles and darts still in. I placed the doll on the table, and smirked, as I took out the dagger.
Leon: I warned you Titan. I told you the only thing you needed to know. Don't fuck with Leon Roberts. And your actions fucked me over at the time, plus you didn't think I was serious. Time to learn what happens, when you fuck with me!
I drove the dagger right down, into the center of it's chest, close enough to the heart. Although I could not hear the screams, I certainly could feel his pain, and it felt good. But I then took the dagger out. Causing him that pain was my intention, but not to kill him. Not quite as fun still. After a minute, I then got another text from Lacey. It mentioned that with the drugs around, it wouldn't look suspicious, plus she did call, along with him still trying to have his way with her when she got there. Typical Titan, and he got his just dues in full.
All that's left now, is Overdrive. And it's definitely going to be very fun indeed.
The smell of burning candles had filed the air, as the only light I could see was that of candlelight. It has been a good while since I've gone out of my way to do something like this. Fully decked out in black druid robes, metallic skull rings, and a pentagram necklace. I had just finished up sewing up a voodoo doll.
Indeed, it has been a while since I properly practised the true satanic arts, including Voodoo. Most of the time, it's my hellacious rage and bloodlust, fueled by the chaos of the world, burning the hellfire that resides in my blackened soul, that wrecks everything in my path. But because of one man, not only are good plans laid to waste, I could have been taken down by his actions.
Jake Titan. He decided to whine and bitch about everything. I knew this was going to happen. He felt that he was owed something. Because of that, I knew he was going to whine like a little bitch about everything. I carried him, and all the thanks I get is a wasted effort and some of my ambitions, have flown out the door.
All the torturous shit I put him through, were just to fuel him. To get him to pay up for the debt he owed my family, and to unleash what I thought was a ruthless warrior, to maim and kill anyone in his path. But his supposed 'thug life' made him like most of the other black thugs. Pussies in the end. Didn't truly harden him. Made him cocky.
So he got himself fired. Now that I do think about it, good riddance. If he had given our team, just one more loss, he would have been murdered in that ring, by my hand. Still, we could have gotten the tag titles, like we were originally supposed to, but he fucked me over on that, and I will not allow that deed to go unpunished.
As I muse on these thoughts, while drinking some blood red wine, straight out of the bottle, I hear the door open up. I turn towards who opened it, and came down. I smiled. It was a blond woman. Normally I would want to do many nasty things to a woman, but this one, I could never. It would be incest. This woman, was my baby sister, Lacey Roberts.
Leon: So, did you finally get it?
Lacey: I did. Had to suck his fucken dick to do it, so you're fucken welcome.
Leon: I never said you had to suck Titan's dick. Would rather you didn't actually. No wonder it took you a bit longer then I thought.
Lacey handed my a single vial, and it was full of hair. Judging by how curly it was, I'm going to assume it was crotch hair. Probably the only place the guy had any. Still, such a disgusting thought when it all came down to it.
Lacey: Well it was seriously the only way. I did managed to kick him in the balls for some gratification. He was mad when I told him that I used him.
Leon: Hmph. Like we should care about what he thinks.
Lacey: Yeah. Oh, and before anything else, it wasn't sucking him off that caused me to be so damn late. It was the fact I went through two big bottles of mouthwash just to get his stench out of my mouth.
Ha! Can't blame my sister for that. She might only be twenty one, but she's almost as good as I am. Not a hellion like myself, but I'm certain that nobody could keep up with her.
However, I didn't respond to what she said, as I was to busy mumbling out the ritual to link Titan's soul to his voodoo doll.
Lacey: ARE YOU EVEN FUCKEN LISTENING TO ME?!
I turned around, and glared at her. Lacey backed away a bit when she saw how serious I was. But I had completed my mission with the doll, and was ready to begin the torture.
Leon: Be glad that I was able to finish this quickly. I do not like to be interrupted.
Lacey: Did you at least hear what I said?
Leon: I did. You went through a lot of mouthwash. I cannot blame you for that. Although, I thought you were a swallower.
Lacey: Piss off Leon.
Leon: Heh. Now, for some fun.
Lacey: Hold on a second.
I picked up my needles and darts from my desk. I held onto them in one hand, as Lacey got her cell phone out. She then showed me a video of Titan, in a fucken banana hammock, just listening to music.
Leon: The hell is this?
Lacey: A spy cam. So we can see it for ourselves.
Leon: Have I ever told you how proud I am of you?
Lacey: Not enough. But first, before we get to this douchebag, aren't you wrestling again this week?
Leon: I am. And it seems like the pussy above is trying to prevent me from dong what I want to do.
Lacey: I wouldn't tell that to her face.
Leon: What? You mean Demonica? Naw. She might have the best, but she isn't one at all. Seriously...look who she has to deal with, along with four brats.
Lacey: Yeah. That takes balls, even if the person doesn't physically have a pair. As for the pussy upstairs, I assume it's the guy who, as you have said a lot of time before...'lazy ass who fearful idiots worship'?
Leon: Exactly. It seems that what I am going to do to those two women, even he's crying about it. So much so, that it's flooded a bit of Toronto. Or maybe it really is just the weather, but I'd like to think I've made him cry in fear for them. Doubt it though. He doesn't really care at all in the end, which is why I am able to do what I do.
Lacey: Indeed. We'll get back to them later though.
I smirked at that notion. Lacey put her cellphone down onto the table. I then looked at my dart board. A perfect way to truly have fun while causing pain and misery. I pushed One needle out, and jammed it up the doll's ass, and I could hear Titan screaming about how his ass hurt.
Lacey: OOOH that was a good one.
Leon: I know. Want to set him up?
Lacey: Sure.
I handed Lacey the doll. She walked over to the board, all while squeezing and turning Titan's head. I saw Titan complaining about it. It sounded like music to my ears. I then saw him get stretched out, before cursing about how bad his hands and feet felt.
Lacey: All set up now.
Leon: Good. Now, let's play a game. Let's see how badly we can torture him. Aim away from his heart. The one who makes him cry, can finish him off.
Lacey sighed at that, before giving a very brief chuckle. As much as she would try to deny it, she does love this stuff as well. Though not quite as much as me.
Lacey: The things you get me to do. Alright, so is there any bets?
Leon: Is that such a wise idea, to bet against me?
Lacey snarled, and threw the first dart. It landed right at his left foot. From what I saw, he began to do a one legged dance while holding his foot. I smirked. Lacey knew it was wise to not bet against me. This was just for fun in the end.
Lacey: So about your match. It's against two women, correct?
Lacey handed me a dart. I flung it, and it landed right in his crotch. He was now screaming like a bitch. Lacey picked one up, and hit his lung.
Leon: Indeed. And for me, this means that those fans might just be treated to some free four way porn.
Lacey: Four way?
Leon: What? Did you think I would exclude Demonica from the fun? Hell no. I'll have them all pinned down and obeying my every whim in that ring. Even if one of them is an STD infested ho.
I grabbed another dart, and it went through his left eye. Lacey matched up, while giving me a dirty face. I would have thought by now she would have been used to me talking and performing the actions of what could very well be my favorite sin. Lust.
Lacey: You're a fucken pig Leon.
Leon: Tell me something I don't already know. Now throw!
Lacey almost growled at me. She always did hate it when people demanded shit from her. But this one, she was more then willing to comply. She hit the doll in the other eye. I then followed up by one in the neck. Then, I heard him whining and bitching, like he is good at doing, for the shit to stop, even starting to beg for mercy.
Leon: Looks like I win. Aren't you going to go back to his place?
Lacey: What for?
Leon: Oh it's simple. You see, if you go back there now, you can accurately call the ambulance when he has his heart attack. I'm having far to much fun to just kill him off now. So he'll be my new...anger squishy, after I shove this dagger into his heart.
Lacey: Do it yourself!
Leon: I'm not asking you to do it Lacey. I'm telling you to do this. It looks far less suspicious, because if people are smart, they'll figure it out that I wanted to kill him if I went there. Besides, it wouldn't really hurt you to much to do it, now would it?
With that, I grabbed Lacey's left shoulder, and squeezed down hard. Her eyes bulged out in pain, as she crumbled down. It wasn't that my grip was strong, which of course, it was, but I had put a serious amount of pressure onto her bad shoulder. She had injured it about six or so months ago, and while she has regained function, and could almost use it to the full extent, it still wasn't fully healed.
Lacey: Fine. Just...let go!
Leon: Good. Oh and just to make sure...
As Lacey grabbed her cellphone, she saw the evil smirk I had on my face. She tried to back away, but I grabbed a small lock of her hair, and cut it with a dagger I had taken out to use.
Leon: A little bit of insurance. Get there soon. Fuck the weather.
Lacey: Fine.
With that, Lacey up and left. I smirked as she closed the door behind her. I looked at Titan, and removed the dark that was in his crotch. I then flicked it a few times. I can easily imagine the pained look on his face. But alas, that is not the only thing that is to be done here.
With my black candles burning still, the mood was perfect. Ominous light, all just for what I needed, to give the APW universe, my words of truth. And thus, after I grab my bottle of wine and take another swig, I head over to my bone made throne. My camcorder was already set up. All I had to do now, was hit record. Once I did that, then I sat down. I looked at the camcorder, with my hood covering a bit of my face.
Leon: Change is indeed coming about here in Action Packed wrestling. Meltdown is obsolete, and ultimately, the Natural Born Killaz are at the moment, no more. If I do bring that name back, it will be with others, who are more like me, and can actually live up to my expectations. Unlike the couple of douchebag whiners who thought they were the shit. One's being dealt with, in a very painful matter. Jennings will get his just dues. Though admittedly, It was good to see him being a puppet. Afterall, I did keep him hyped up on how foolish he thought everyone was. But he failed in a giant opportunity, and it doesn't look like he'll be getting another chance at that same glory. So for now, I care not to deal with that fool.
But what does that have to do with change? Well without anyone to carry, I feel a bit more free. A bit more loose. See before I had to lower myself down to make sure that my followers could keep up. Not anymore. Now, the real fun begins.
And to be honest, what better way to do so, then to go up against two well seasoned ladies. Both in and out of the ring I might add. I am of course, talking about Niobe Martin and Amy Zing.
Both of these ladies have proven themselves to be hardcore. Amy, with her never say die attitude, and Niobe, with her infamous porno career. Well, from what I hear anyways. Either way, I know both women can take a beating, and keep on ticking.
However, that doesn't mean a fucken thing in the end. As tough as these women are, can they handle me? Can they handle the true Natural Born Killa? Can they handle Hell's General? We'll have to see about that.
But I can't help but think about why I have this match. Is it punishment due to my association with Titan, or because everyone else is truly afraid of what is now, an unshackled Virus? I don't know, but if the latter is the reason why this match is happening, maybe management is smart, because they know my lust for blood, violence, and women, know no bounds. And the two women involved, well they certainly do get a rather, blood pumping reaction out of me, whether they like it or not.
The first of which, is the 'Hong Kong Sensation' Amy Zing. If I could respect a woman, especially one who does stick to their goals, this would be her. Somebody who is living their dream. But what good is that if they can't find success in it. The closest thing she's gotten to success, was an eight person, North American title, ladder match, as Rasslemania. Granted, it was one of he better matches, and she certainly showed she can go, but has it amounted to anything yet?
From what I can recall besides that, the most notorious thing she's done in wrestling, is irrelevant now. She got herself fired from Meltdown because the main bitch in charge of that show felt threatened by Zing. I can see why, though I'm certain that Sierra Harrison was glad to get me off her show, for the one and only fact, that I have the dark goddess herself, Demonica, as my wife. But that's beside the point.
I will say this though. You have beaten Michael Jennings, and did so recently. But all that has proven to me, is once again, not a fucken relevant thing. See, the only thing Jennings has been good at lately is PMSing worse then a bitch in heat. Like I said, doesn't mean much at all.
But there are quite a few things that you and I, miss Zing, can agree on. In that ring, only those who have what it takes, and never truly gives up, is what gets it done. I expect you to live up to your words, and attempt to take me down, because it is the only thing that you can do, in order to escape unharmed.
What I mean by that, is far worse then anything you can imagine. If you can't take me down, you will be broken. All your training, your discipline, cannot withstand every fucken thing I am capable of. And I am capable of doing just about anything imaginable. Trust me when I say this, for a long time, I have indeed, been wanting to do very bad things with you, especially after seeing the issue of playboy, where you were the cover girl.
In fact, I'll bet you get that a lot, and I know I've said it a billion times against other female opponents. Here's the thing though. Those who have claimed it before you, they still have a sense of morality. I have since ditched that, because morality is but an illusion in this world. So with that said, there is a very good chance, that upon showing you that I am the ultimate weapon of mass destruction, you won't be able to stop your transformation, from playboy cover girl, to live action porn star. As stereotypical as it is, there is a big market for Asian pornography, and you're gonna be added to it, like it or not!
Indeed there is a market for her. I can't help but chuckle at that. Though there is a familiar face in this match, and it almost sickens me. For it was indeed Niobe Martin. Almost as nerve grating as her boy toy is. However, I can't help but smirk at the fact that the result will most likely be the same. Her losing against me.
But before I continue, I took a giant swig from my wine bottle effectively finishing it off. I chucked it behind me, and it hit the wall, shattering upon impact.
Leon: But Of course, I can't forget about my other opponent. Much like Zing, I have only faced Niobe in tag action. In fact, wasn't it I, who pinned you, after feeling you up while I had you raised over my head, before driving you straight to hell with the Hellbound Chokeslam? That is exactly what happened.
Now I admit Niobe, I had some rather harsh words against you. I essentially called you an STD infested whore, only for the fact, you lowered yourself to sleeping with that scuzzwad, Tommy Knoxville. Don't try to correct me on that, and on the fact that nobody is gonna call him Knox, ever.
Has my stance on that really changed on that? Not really. You still are at that lowered level. The only thing you're doing to yourself, is holding yourself back by fucking him. Everyone else who has been associated with him has failed until they broke away. Ask Buckson Gooch, he's a damn good example.
Such a shame to. You were loved by the fans, and you were gaining steam. Now, you've shown that, while talented, you're merely wasting your potential. It's not like you can claim anything relevant from your past experiences in other places, like I can. Then again, I think that is your problem. You're naive. You don't fully know what's best, or what's going to fuck you over. Needless to say, it's time you woke up from your own nightmare, and went off on your own again. Only then, will you have anyone's respect.
I look forward to seeing what you can do about it. Will you come to the ring, seeking my blood, or will you take my advice? Either way, the results will be good for me. Because much like Zing's ring attitude, your rage, as strong as it can get, will not hold up against me. In fact, if anything, it will turn me on further, and it will only make me want to treat you the way you deserve to be treated. Like a badly beaten, bloodied, and broken, STD infest two cent whore! I'll still fuck you, I just won't be as nice about it as I would to be Zing, or especially Demonica.
I begin to laugh like a psychopath would. I could feel my excitement going beyond what I thought was it's biggest. Slowly, I begin to rise up from my throne, grabbing my dagger, and holstering it on my belt. Once I did that, I looked back at the camera, with just one last thing to say.
Leon: So what can the two of you do, to try to overcome me? I would indeed like to see you try, but you likely won't succeed. If you do, it will be based on one of you pinning the other. But know this girls. Whether or not I get around to making that live porno with the two of you, with Demonica included, the message will be the same. I am unshackled. I am something that can't be ignored. I am...THE VIRUS!
Breathe if you can. Surrender if you will. And ultimately, survive...If I let you!
With that last thing said, I chuckle once again, as I moved up closer, to end the recording. At that moment, I heard my cellphone ring. I checked it, and it was just Lacey telling me that she had arrived. So I went back to the doll, and removed it from the dart board, all needles and darts still in. I placed the doll on the table, and smirked, as I took out the dagger.
Leon: I warned you Titan. I told you the only thing you needed to know. Don't fuck with Leon Roberts. And your actions fucked me over at the time, plus you didn't think I was serious. Time to learn what happens, when you fuck with me!
I drove the dagger right down, into the center of it's chest, close enough to the heart. Although I could not hear the screams, I certainly could feel his pain, and it felt good. But I then took the dagger out. Causing him that pain was my intention, but not to kill him. Not quite as fun still. After a minute, I then got another text from Lacey. It mentioned that with the drugs around, it wouldn't look suspicious, plus she did call, along with him still trying to have his way with her when she got there. Typical Titan, and he got his just dues in full.
All that's left now, is Overdrive. And it's definitely going to be very fun indeed.
